If I could be a bird
I’d prefer to fly over the rubble
Using my wings to break the stillness
In time
And drift into the screams
When the mourning
Just like the wind
Irritated between wild and high
I’d carry the shredded body
Over seas and white clouds
So nothing will threat her
To marvel the full moon
The silent night
With no drones busting
Her heart now
Filled with contentment
She’d blow away a kiss
To deliver it as grace.
Tala Albanna
Tala Albanna was born and raised in Gaza. She is a law student, a writer, and an activist in the human rights and environmental fields. She has a strong passion to discover more about the world of animals and nature. She likes to read and she also embroiders (tatreez) in her free time as a way to bond with her ancestral home in Jaffa. She recently received a scholarship to study in the United States.
